Chapter Twenty-Nine: Your Little Snow
"Door Master...", this voice came out, Xia Yue's eyes immediately waved, as if there were tears flashing in her eyes, and with the voice of the Killing Door Master, the entire Killing Door below was lit up, and it was bright. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"It's good to be back. The sound of vicissitudes seemed to be able to capture people's souls, and the countless disciples of the Killing Sect who walked out of the door all knelt on the ground, silently facing the direction where the sound came from.
Xia Yue and the two paused in mid-air, and at the same time put their right hand into their hearts, half-knelt on the flying machine, and bowed their heads deeply.
"Summer moon, no night to see the master. They spoke at the same time.
At the same time, a black vortex appeared in front of the two of them, constantly rotating and expanding, quickly enveloping the two of them, inhaling them, and then rapidly shrinking until they disappeared into thin air.
"From today on, the deceased flower Xia Yue will return to my Killing Sect, and this seat will accept him as a closed disciple, and there shall be no objection!"
In the attic in a corner of the deep murder gate, there was no lamp, only a wisp of green smoke from the incense burner on the large low table in the middle, and it spread into the whole room, and around the table, there were five people sitting around, all wearing wide black robes, and their hats covered the upper half of their faces, and their faces could not be seen clearly in the dark night.
The person who was vaguely in the first place took the lead in opening his mouth: "What happened five years ago allowed Spiegel to take the opportunity to forcibly step down from all the elders, and since we succeeded to the position of elder, she has been in retreat, without a single order, no one knows what she is doing, I didn't expect Xia Yue to come back this time and directly accept her as a closed disciple." ”
From his voice, it could be heard that it was a middle-aged man, and then someone spoke.
"She is just afraid that what happened five years ago will happen again, and her longevity will be exhausted, what else can she do, for the sake of a son who has gone crazy, she will become like this, and she will be a fifth-level powerhouse. ”
"You can't say that, her words, who doesn't surrender from top to bottom in the door? ”
"Hmph, so what, the newly recruited disciples don't know who to listen to. ”
"What happened five years ago, for the time being, you are recruiting new disciples on a large scale, it is impossible for her to be unaware of our purpose, so be careful. The last one to speak was a female voice.
"Okay, it's just a discarded afterlife, even if Spiegel has a way to restore her, it can't be done in a short time, everything is according to the plan. The leader listened to them talk about the prestige of the Spiegel Terrace, which is the master of the Killing Sect, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
"Yes! The other four stood up and bowed to him, and answered.
Qiu Muchen and the three of them were still drunkenly drinking, and it was already twelve o'clock in the morning, but at this time, it was a busier time for such a high-end consumption place, and there was an endless stream of guests.
"No, no, Muchen, you drink first, I'll go to the toilet and vomit for a while." Meng Ziliang stood up with a red face and walked out of the door, Qiu Muchen just wanted to go up to help support, as soon as he stood up, he instantly felt dizzy, so he hurriedly sat down, his eyes were also a little flowery, and he could only see the vague figure of Meng Ziliang.
Fortunately, there will be a waiter at the door of each room, and he hurriedly helped Meng Ziliang to the toilet.
"Come, let's have a drink. Shang Lingqiu looked at Qiu Muchen, who was leaning on the sofa and didn't want to move anymore, picked up the wine glass and sat down beside him, a pair of snow-white slender long legs under the short skirt were stacked together, and anyone who saw it felt sultry.
Qiu Muchen half-closed his eyes, touched his wine glass by feeling, grabbed it in his hand, and stretched it forward, Shang Lingqiu didn't care, and touched him, "First glass, I hope you can find your own happiness." Then she drank half a glass of red wine.
"Hehe, without Xiaoxue, where is there happiness, how good she should be now. He shook his head with a wry smile and drained his glass.
Shang Lingqiu took the cup in his hand, looked at his appearance and showed a helpless wry smile, grabbed the wine bottle and poured a full glass of red wine for himself and him, while Qiu Muchen still closed his eyes.
"Hey..."
She sighed softly, her expression changed, and finally as if she had made up her mind, she took out a bottle of medicine from her handbag not far away, added one to each of their cups, and shook it lightly, and the pink pill instantly melted into the drink.
She handed the wine to him again, "Since you say so, I toast you a second glass, and I hope your Xiaoxue will return to you as soon as possible." ”
"Thank you... Why do you say she's doing this?" Qiu Muchen took the wine and still drank it with her, while Shang Lingqiu, who had finished drinking the wine in the glass, grabbed the mobile phone next to him, and sent a text message that seemed to have been edited a long time ago.
"As I said, this is a survival of the fittest society, and you want to keep what is precious to you, unless...... You're strong enough, powerful... It's okay, it's money!" she spoke, but her voice trembled a little, her beautiful face bloomed with a strange pink, and her body got closer and closer to Qiu Muchen.
"You're right... Right. Qiu Muchen listened to her voice, it seemed a little familiar, and slowly opened her eyes, Shang Lingqiu's appearance in front of her became more and more blurred, and gradually turned into Lu Qingxue's appearance.
"Xiaoxue!" His face was also a little abnormally red, and with uncontrollable surprise, he directly hugged Shang Lingqiu.
"I... I'm Xiaoxue, I'm back... Here it comes. Shang Lingqiu closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he hugged him as well.
"I don't really care if you're that or something... As long as you stay with me, we said we wouldn't separate. The two hugged each other tightly, and Qiu Muchen said excitedly.
"Hmm. ”
He took the initiative to kiss Shang Lingqiu's lips, and Shang Lingqiu did not resist. Instead, he took the initiative to cater to it, and slowly the two fell on the sofa, and his hands began to grope continuously.
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Half an hour had passed when Meng Ziliang came out of the toilet, and the waiter had already left first, and his face was still a little drunk after washing with water, but it was much better than just now, and he walked straight to the box.
"Why are you here!"
As soon as he arrived at the door of the box, he saw several people coming from the opposite side, it was Tang He, Lu Qingxue was wearing a light skirt and holding his arm, and there were several people behind the two, and Jiang Yu was naturally among them.
"Why, I can't be here?" he raised his eyebrows, and took Lu Qingxue, who had seen Mencius Liang and was withdrawing his hand, into his arms.
Meng Ziliang watched the movements of the two people, and his eyes almost erupted with fire, "Hmph, male thieves and female prostitutes, women who play with their fathers, disgusting." ”
"What are you talking about!" Before Tang He could speak, Jiang Yu and the others behind him immediately wanted to go up and teach this open-mouthed kid a lesson, but he raised his hand to stop it, and smiled disapprovingly.
"Tang Shao, you don't notice when you come, I'll let someone arrange a room for you early." At this moment, a fat man with a big belly ran over with a smile on his face, and as he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and delivered it to Tang He.
"Boss Li, business has been good lately. ”
"Depending on what you said, it's not up to you and your father to take care of it. "This Boss Li is the owner of this club, and he is naturally clear about the power of the Tang He family.
"You're welcome. Tang He smiled and looked at Meng Ziliang again, "Are you in this box?"
"What's wrong? Could it be that you want to drive me away when you know your boss?"
"I'm not that boring, it seems that Qiu Muchen's kid is also here?"
"That's right!"
"Huh. Tang He smiled weirdly, "Boss Li, you go first, I have something to deal with, no matter what happens later, don't let people get close." ”
"Yes, yes. Then Boss Li nodded again and again and left.
"Tang He, what do you want to do?" Meng Ziliang looked vigilant, and his body blocked the door, "I tell you, I'm not afraid of you!"
"Set him up. ”
"Okay, cousin. Jiang Yu laughed evilly, led people to Meng Ziliang's side, and took him aside, who had already drunk too much and had no ability to resist.
"Tang He, what are you going to do here, you said you wouldn't embarrass him again. Lu Qingxue frowned at this time and opened her mouth.
"Now follow me, it's up to me, and you'd better consider your own situation before you speak. ”
Tang He came to the door and thought for a moment, "Jiang Yu, you bring that kid in with me, and you guys are watching outside." ”
After that, he took Lu Qingxue's hand and pushed the door in first.
Entering the room, Tang He took the lead in turning on the internal lights, "Ah!" Lu Qingxue was the first to exclaim, looking at the two unsightly people in the room, her little hands covered her mouth, and tears appeared in her eyes in an instant.
And Meng Ziliang, who was dragged in by Jiang Yu, was also stunned in an instant, Jiang Yu looked at Qiu Muchen, who was undressed, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
Tang He chuckled and glanced at Mencius, but did not speak.
"Bastard!"
Meng Ziliang hurriedly rushed forward, pushed Qiu Muchen away, and then threw the clothes of the two on them, turned around, and closed his eyes.
"Put on your clothes first!" could tell his anger from his slightly trembling body.
The pink on Shang Lingqiu's face had faded, but she put on her clothes expressionlessly, and only when she looked at Qiu Muchen and Meng Ziliang's eyes did she show a trace of sympathy, she stepped aside alone and did not speak.
And Reflective Qiu Muchen, casually put on his clothes, and didn't notice the person at the door, but picked up a wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, "What's wrong, Ziliang?"
When Meng Ziliang heard his voice, he opened his eyes and turned around, looking at him who was drinking leisurely, the anger in his eyes immediately ignited, and he rushed up and grabbed him by the collar, "You tell me what's wrong! You ask me what's wrong! You still drink!"
He slapped the wine bottle in Qiu Muchen's hand to the ground, and the fragments of the wine bottle were scattered on the ground, and the wine splashed the feet of the two of them.
"What are you doing! Give me back the wine, I haven't drunk enough? I just saw Xiaoxue... We're still ......," Qiu Muchen said, the smile on his face was a little strange.
"Bang!"
Meng Ziliang slammed his fist into his face, and his nosebleed followed.
"Your little snow is there!"
He yelled at Qiu Muchen, punched him in the face again, and then pointed to the door.